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Hannah Silva
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Cheerful dilettante. Jumpy copy editor. Former Texpat.

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Is it worth the risk of papercuts to dog-ear practically every other page in Chloë Frayne's The Gravity Inside Us book of poetry + prose as a favorite? Well, yes.
I want to tell you this in a way you will understand. I am constantly moving, and I wish you were with me. I am somewhere so beautiful and I turn as if you are there. I am in the back of a taxi winding through New York City; I remember the way you held me and an echo falls against my skin. I have carried you with me and written you into every memory I have made. I imagine you in every empty seat I sit beside. --Chloë Frayne's poem from her book The Gravity Inside Us
October 6, 2025 at 2:37 AM
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More Raymond Carver plz.
Rain by Raymond Carver Woke up this morning with a terrific urge to lie in bed all day and read. Fought against it for a minute. Then looked out the window at the rain. And gave over. Put myself entirely in the keep of this rainy morning. Would I live my life over again? Make the same unforgivable mistakes? Yes, given half a chance. Yes.
November 16, 2024 at 6:38 AM
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On a scale of 1 to yes, would it be too over-dramatic to compare losing a carefully curated Twitter community to Mark Antony's angst in Constantine Cavafy's "The God Abandons Antony"?

"and say goodbye to her, to the Alexandria you are losing."
Constantine Cavafy's poem The God Abandons Antony When suddenly, at midnight, you hear an invisible procession going by with exquisite music, voices, don't mourn your luck that's failing now, work gone wrong, your plans all proving deceptive -- don't mourn them uselessly. As one long prepared, and graced with courage, say goodbye to her, the Alexandria that is leaving. Above all, don't fool yourself, don't say it was a dream, your ears deceived you: don't degrade yourself with empty hopes like these. As one long prepared, and graced with courage, as is right for you who were given this kind of city, go firmly to the window and listen with deep emotion, but not with the whining, the please of a coward; listen -- your final delectation -- to the voices, to the exquisite music of that strange procession, and say goodbye to her, to the Alexandria you are losing.
November 16, 2024 at 6:28 AM